Thousands of years ago, he met her in the place where Manzhusawa was blooming in the sky filled with snowflakes.
If you get close to her, you will be covered in bruises; if you touch her, you will be wiped out.
God's curse, endless pain.
She is a flower, enchanting in red, spending her whole life just to get a look back from him.
He is Ye, Qingshan is elegant. He can do anything for her, but he just can't fall in love with her.
Smiling every step of the way, falling in love with every smile, passing by, laughing, and loving, all that is left is endless sadness.
Destiny in the previous life, resentment in this life, far away in the next life.
Maybe the tragedy between him and her was doomed thousands of years ago.
Three lives of love and hatred, who is sad, who sheds tears, who blames the original love, and who is crushed to death, just in exchange for a perfect ending that is thousands of years late?